Poetry and Writings

Beautiful doesn't mean defenseless Look at the rose, it has thorns And as your blood flows When you grab it from its source You realize you should too Keep yourself from those who grab Your soul to overpower you. 

Bluntly shaking to the beat Or foreign music Stupid, weird music... I doubt there is any sympathy For a daredevil spinning In the rhythm of wanna be strife. 

Homicide stay inside. All the valleys full of snakes Family ties just stab you in the back, Try to get away.  In and out you are played. Stay true to one man  Who isn't taking that stupid bait Your truly bruised mister me, myself and I You so much hate. 

Fresh air Vaccine on the way Time to beat the virus  And hooray! Plotting on vacation anyway. 

Minions with their dominions Respect you not Pull up the worldly block... Seize the pain Seize the grief Ever anxious for relief.

I carry you outside, Make you crawl back. There is only one hope I'm always ready to resurrect And that is your smile and laugh The only thing any man would protect. 

Don't have a place to go Don't have a soul to grow Stuck on my very own Legends, they say, fly alone.

Sweet emotion Pure devotion To the higher state Begin with minor  To a smaller stake You will get to the empty gate.  Just don't fall into the trap Of doing the same mistake. Cut through Armageddon For Buddha's and your own sake.

Creeping up the Devil  Making your soul slide Creeping on the inside Making it all glide Secundus is one second away From restarting his own day Tie it up like a sailor Make the knot be a puzzle of the day.

Sniffing around Useles underground Never been broken Carries it's own token British air is nice Israeli beaches are sensational Like a writing on ice